Chapter 15

I was only wearing a thin cotton blouse and a skirt as we descended the stairs from the hot library storage area. I was feeling wicked and excited from exposing my breasts to Gary. I had left the top two buttons on my blouse open so I could sort of flash him if I wanted. The cool air felt wonderful on my sweating body, and I could feel my nipples harden from the slight chill, making me even more aware of having no underwear. I was thirsty from being in the hot, dusty fourth floor, so Gary and I walked down the stairs to the water fountain in the main hall. As usual on a Saturday, it was a pretty busy place.

I found the water fountain and happily drank my fill. While I was bending over, my blouse opened up, giving Gary a peek at my breasts. He moved to stand facing me so he could see better, and whispered: "Very nice view. Any chance I can see more?"

"Very likely, if you behave yourself." I whispered, smiling. "I'm going to the bathroom. Have a seat over in the reading area and I'll be there in a minute."

I entered the ladies room, but the two stalls were both in use, so I had to wait a minute before a white haired lady finally came out. Standing there waiting made my desire to pee stronger, so it was a big relief when I finally got to sit down. Having no panties on, it was a pretty quick process. After I wiped, my fingers lingered between my legs, quickly finding my clit. There was someone in the next stall, but my fingers really felt good on my damp clit. Really good. Since I had spent the last thirty minutes in a highly aroused state, I really wanted to get some relief. But having some lady, maybe a librarian, sitting listening to me in the next stall inhibited even me, so I flushed and left the rest room.

Gary was sitting in the library reading room, looking at a book with pictures of Egyptian pyramids. There was no one at our table, but lots of other people were in the room. I sat next to him and adjusted my skirt so could discreetly slip a finger in between the buttons to massage just the right spot. Gary stared at my hand in my lap, and then whispered, " I can't believe you're doing that here!"

"I can't believe I'm doing it here, either. But it sure feels good. I was going to do it in the bathroom, but there was a lady in there. But I kind of like doing it here next to you. Just be quiet and keep turning the pages, and I'll act like I'm interested in Egypt!" So he did, and I did, for about ten minutes. I knew he was looking down my blouse at my breasts while I fingered myself. I got really, really aroused, but I realized that as exciting as it was to masturbate in such a public place, there was too much distraction for me to get off. "Gary, I've got to get some relief. Let's go up to that second floor bathroom that we used last time."

I very primly adjusted my skirt and waited as Gary shelved the Egyptian book. Trying to look as casual as we could, we climbed the stairs to the second floor, where I had masturbated in the bathroom the first time we met. When we got to the second floor landing, four high school girls were sitting at the big table near the bathroom, apparently working on some kind of project. I realized instantly that they would notice anything unusual that Gary or I did, or if I spent too much time in the bathroom, so I just grabbed Gary's hand and kept climbing the stairs to the third floor.

The third floor bathroom had a sign that said, "Out of Order - Use 2nd Floor Facility." The door was locked. Curses! Foiled again! There had to be some private place that I could use to get off. It was so hot up on the fourth floor that I didn't want to go back up there unless we had to. We wandered around for a while, then Gary led me to the back corner of the room near the service stairs. He held my hands in his, and Gary very politely asked "May I kiss you?"

That wasn't in my plan for the day, but I nodded yes, and closed my eyes. His kiss was very gentle and tentative. I responded with my tongue, still holding his hands in mine. This felt very good. His kisses were soft and delicate, yet passionate. We were both tentative, sort of exploring each other, but kissing him made the tingle between my legs grow much stronger.

Then Gary said, " May I touch you?"

Somehow, that was the wrong thing for him to say, and it almost broke the spell.

"Not now" I said, putting his hands about shoulder height on the bookshelf I was leaning against. "Just kiss me."

As we kissed, I unbuttoned my blouse and began to tease my nipples with my left hand. The feeling was exquisite, and I warmed up very fast. Gary was a good kisser, and being this intimate with him was really erotic. I slipped my right hand between the buttons on my skirt, found my clit, and rubbed myself frantically as Gary's tongue caressed mine. I didn't take very long for me to reach the edge. I broke the kiss and pushed Gary away, leaning against the bookshelf for support as I fingered myself toward an explosive orgasm.

It's hard to describe this scene because I had my eyes closed at the time, but I must have been quite a sight for Gary. My blouse and skirt were open as I fucked myself hard with my fingers. When my orgasms finally came, I tried to be as quiet as I could, but I don't think I suppressed my moans very well. Gary looked alarmed, and walked over to the main aisle to be sure nobody was approaching. By the time he returned, I had recovered a little, and I stood up, still breathing hard. I held my blouse tightly closed against my bare breasts.